"Thank you for your blessings. Jiu Su whispered expressionlessly, stepped on his feet, flew up, took the young leaves from the vines in the pavilion, and turned them into a pen with a little force.

Zhaoxi was lying prone on the ground, held up by thick petals, holding a pen in one hand and playing with a very small sun flower in the other, humming a tune he learned out of nowhere.

Jiu Su turned around and glanced at Zhao Xi, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, she was really a child, she was so happy that she could be copied when she was punished for copying books, so she quietly moved her steps and stood behind Zhao Xi, wanting to see how much she had copied, and after half a quarter of an hour, Jiu Su's face slowly stiffened.

I saw that Zhaoxi not only did not copy, but also painted a portrait of Jiu Su on the top of the wooden board, if the painting was good, he didn't say anything, the two eyes, one big and one small, crooked mouth, eight fingered hands, legs that were only half the length of the head, and the words Sister Xiao Su were written in thick ink next to it.

The corners of Jiusu's lips twitched slightly, and the breath around him became colder and colder, like a predator crawling in the grass, sharpening his claws, and staring at his prey, and Zhaoxi was the little lamb who was drowning and creating in the wasteland, jumping in front of the predator very happily, completely unaware of the danger of approaching.

"Dada...... The little wrongdoer ...... "Zhaoxi half-hummed and half-sang, which was considered to have completed the painting of Jiusu with crooked melons and cracked dates, and clapped his hands very happily, as if he was very proud of his creation. Jiu Su lowered his eyes to look at her every move, standing behind him, although he couldn't see Zhao Xi's expression, but listening to her brisk voice, and the sun flowers swaying from side to side above her head, the cold air released by Jiu Su successfully made Zhao Xi shiver, but it didn't attract attention.

The corners of Jiu Su's mouth twitched, and she was about to speak, but she saw Zhaoxi draw herself again, and the coercion around her body instantly dissipated, because she painted herself more ugly, and the petals of sunflowers turned into lentils. Seeing that she had finished painting the two of them, Jiu Su began to poison the rest of the people, simply shook his head, slowly stepped into the Lanyun Pavilion, flipped the brush in his hand, and the aura turned into a crisp young leaf, and then with a slight force of two fingers, the young leaf instantly immersed in the water and turned into an emerald koi, which melted into the fish, and disappeared in an instant under the dim night.

Jiu Su is not simply copying, backhand the thick immortal training all unfolded, through the moonlight light reading, found that the rules of this immortal family are really a lot, do not go down to the earth privately, do not move the mortal heart, the offender will be punished, not with the Five Realms fornication, the offender will be punished, the offender shall not practice the forbidden magic of the demon path without authorization, the offender shall be punished, the offender shall not harm the colleagues of the immortal sect, the offender shall shave the immortal bones, and remove the immortal book...... There are countless rules and regulations, and there are about 10,000 of them.

When it was approaching, the moonlight was getting brighter and brighter, and Jiu Su didn't feel sleepy after watching it, the sound of water murmuring in his ears, and occasionally hearing a few insect chirps, his mind was quiet, and his eyes were clear.

"Perhaps, this is the meaning of cultivating immortals, the rules and regulations are not as good as the pure heart. Jiu Su gently wiped the yellowish handwriting on the scroll, thinking that this immortal training has not been opened for a long time, Jiu Su read it and found that the content not only included the rules of the immortal training, but also added some important notes.

Jiu Su was about to study carefully, but when his eyes swept away, he saw Zhaoxi lying on the ground, already sleeping sweetly, a few miserable portraits, drawing all the friends along the way, holding hands, each smiling very happily. Jiu Su smiled lightly, shook his head slightly, raised his hand slightly, and the water in the pool slowly churned, flying to Zhaoxi's side like a thin veil, turning into a light gauze covering Zhaoxi's body, Zhaoxi smacked his lips, and his quiet sleeping smile was sweeter.

"What a child. Jiu Su shook his head slowly, only to feel that he unconsciously seemed to have a mood, like growing up, and as if he was more immature, laughed silently, lowered his head to study, and suddenly saw the record of "The Whole Saying of the Hundred Charms", the author is charming, a few strokes, and does not describe too much.

The word "ghost" is like a churning river, and Jiu Su is like a flat boat floating in the angry river, there is no way to come, there is no way to go, full of powerlessness, she wants to completely break off the connection with the ghost, but in her heart she can't give up the ability to destroy heaven and earth.

"With such a mind, can I really cultivate to become an immortal?" Jiu Su raised his eyes to look at Lang Yue, then put away the immortal training, placed it in front of the burned house, lifted the two dead people and a wolf sleeping on the ground, and entered Zhaoxi's house.

The last door in the courtyard was closed, the candlelight faded, and the figure of Jue Yu's envoy appeared, received the immortal training, looked at Zhaoxi's graffiti, saw the miserable self, smiled lightly and shook his head, and then the green light appeared, and flew away with a green leaf.

In the early morning of the next day, when Jiu Su woke up, it was already bright outside, and Zhao Xi was on the ground with one leg, half hanging on the bed, this shocking sleeping position made Jiu Su frown again and again, and stepped forward to wake up the sleeping Zhao Xi.

"Hmm...... One more bite...... Huh? Sister Xiao Su. Zhaoxi was awakened in a sweet dream, looked up and saw Jiu Su standing by the bed, said something in a daze, and then slowly got up on the bed, frowned and said, "Why am I here, I'm not copying books." ”

Hearing the word copying the book, the corners of Jiu Su's mouth twitched, and after exerting force to expand the mouth of the Qiankun bag, he stuffed the sleeping Xiao Xuan into it. After the two stepped out of the door, they were stunned, Zhaoxi's portrait last night was put in the air by Fang Da, Zhaoxi looked at it, frowned and said, "Who painted this, it's so ugly." ”

Hearing this, Jiu Su glanced back at her expressionlessly, and walked out of the Moon Courtyard quickly, and the few people who knew nothing about Jun Qian at this time also received a lot of attention along the way.